Sunday, February 08, 2009

free giveaway for three bucks...

lots of people hate poetry readings, right? don't they? well, I do. it's why I don't do em. I'm not averse to poems being read, I just can't stand the public show, and generally don't care for crowds, people, public areas, etc. but the forthcoming book of letters by Hosho and I is going to feature a special edition which will include a cd of us reading excerpts from a few letters, backed by a freakish soundscape created by the Atlanta-based spacefunk supergroup Noot d'Noot, and while I was in the studio recording my parts of the letters, I also recorded about thirty poems.

that cd will be issued sometime in the future accompanied by a special chap with all the poems, but in the meantime, I've got an offer for you: for three bucks I'll send you a three poem cd excerpt from the Noot Sessions with the poems eclipse, struggling up and the hours that matter complete with strange, ethereal backing sounds from them Noot boys, along with a signed broadside of hours letterpress printed by Bill Roberts of Bottle of Smoke Press for the Guerilla Poetics Project broadside series (#5 from the GPP; check it out here).

if you care to mock my voice, you'll have to hear it first to be effective. so paypal (or email me for a cash-sending address) three bucks for postage and shit (I ain't rich) to thelastpoet[at]hotmail[dot]com along with your addy and I'll send you the three poem cd and the signed broadside to enjoy. maybe you'll be inspired to purchase A Sound To Drive Away The Coming Darkness after hearing the melodious tones of my magical southern voice,* as well as check out the galactic musical carnival that is Noot d'Noot.

three bucks. I'm cheap and easy.

*not responsible for any semi-religious ecstasy, uncontrollable mind crumping or explosive aural psychedelia you might experience.


Blogger j.b said...

okay, i've heard your voice, and while i will admit to its cosmically orgasmic timbre, it ain't all that.


4:37 PM  
Blogger christopher cunningham said...

oh it's all that and a bag of greasy spleens.

I always forget (I'm old) that we've actually factually met and played poker and had a meal...

I r moran sometimes.

5:00 PM  
Blogger j.b said...

i know...i'm trying to forget it myself... ;)

as for playing poker, i wouldn't call what i was doing so much playing as attempting to play. i had fun regardless.

4:40 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

I just sent my order in. I HAVE NOT heard your voice before, so I'm looking forward to putting a spoken voice to the poetic voice on the page!

Bill S.

5:07 PM  
Blogger christopher cunningham said...

thanks bill! gonna ship that bad boy out to you at the first of the week.

and thanks to everyone who's bought one so far.

I hope you enjoy em once you get em.

and jb, you did played fine at the table; it's just that those damned cards refused to cooperate with your excellent moves!

2:35 PM  
Blogger j.b said...

yeah, i was getting some terrible cards. no, strike that. i was getting decent cards and ending up second best. happens. flushes are great, but houses are better.

ah....the vagaries of fickle cards. either way, i had a good time that night.

11:22 AM  

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